Genius Learned or Inherited? I was a wild child I saw the sunrise and viewed the sunset almost everyday. Growing up we had big ranches and farms, sometimes 50 women cutting fruit in the drying shed. Seemed like hundreds in the fields they would come and go. I was privileged I did not have to work as a child, I was the owners child. I remember a overseer, who I did not like saying "the owners son does not work in the field". I told him "I am the owners son, and if I want to work in the field I will". No one else would have said that to him and got away with it. But that didn't keep me away from the fields and orchards crossed with ditches and canals, I stayed outside from dawn to dusk. I took my meals outside on the steps close to where cats and dogs were fed. I had no desire or business in the house full of women's meeting, bridge clubs, and study groups, this was my world the farms and ranches. I would have to strip and take a hose and wash all the dirt, mud, rotten fruit, and canal slime off me before I could come in a night. My family was almost lily white because they wore hats and stayed out of the sun. Because I stayed outside all the time in the sun I was very tan. I remember We were studying race in school the teacher took me to the front of the class and said "I was as dark as you could be and still be white". When I started school I didn't want to be there I wanted to be outside. I started a fighting club and all us little boys would fight everyday sometimes 2 or 3 fights. As soon as blood was drawn, a black eye, or decisive blow we stopped the fight and started another. The rules were simple you could always challenge a better fighter than yourself. I would match boys with the same skill level and they would fight. You could not bully a weaker person. You had to fight even if you were a coward but they didn't fight as much. You were matched and had to fight or get beat. This way we increased our fighting skills. The teachers didn't mind we were just being boys. My life would have probably continued this way if it wasn't for a teacher. I was in the second grade couldn't wait to get out of the class room. My reading skills were terrible. My teacher kept me in during the breaks, I took lunch with her, and she kept me after school and tutored me. She would hold me and pull me into her bosom and tell me how much she cared about me and she was going to teach me to read. And read I did, I read everything, books, labels, cereal boxes, and report cards, which for the first time were getting better, without her love and caring I would never discovered as many things or be where I am today. She changed my life. By the age of eleven I was working with super computers, by the age of fourteen I was at the university. I noticed my friends were all accepted as geniuses or highly gifted some way. I really didn't think I was that smart, I could just figure things out and was developing common sense. I love the genius that had every professor and educator going, he would say "Page 432 third paragraph second sentence and I quote blah blah blah". It was a rouse they thought he had a photographic memory all he was doing was memorizing that page number, paragraph number, sentence number, and quote. He would play this game with the professor's and say a question for a question, as if he was questioning their intelligence. They would give him a hard question he would give them an impossible one, then he wouldn't talk to them until they solved it which they never did. I exposed his rouse in front of our genius and gifted friends when we were over at one doctors house with a extensive library. He went off on his routine page# paragraph, sentence, and quote. I called him on it, got the book out of the doctors library went to the page nothing was there as he said. He had done this for years, I didn't think he was smart but he had to be brilliant to fool all the great Southern California Professors he did. By now my brothers and sister had been tested for intelligence. One appeared to be very smart, he does not have a lick of sense but he tests well, It caused quite a stir. We come from a family that for generations has had some pretty smart people. But we have a secret that has been passed down through the generations. This gave us an edge. I was told never to talk about this because people are afraid of very smart people and they will resent you. It's time to share this with the rest of the world. The secret has to do with memory at an very young age when we were learning to speak we were forced to remember back as far as we could go. I remembered all the way back to my birth and I can tell you this, circumcision right after birth is a terrible pain. Memory it's the key. Later on my research pushed me to developing superior brains in children. You have two years to develop a brain and you better do it right. I compared what I was doing to a carpenter."If you give him a better hammer he can do a better job, If you give him a broken hammer not much will get done". I developed a system of advance abstract learning that can increase your knowledge or expertise no matter what level your at. I've spent a lot of time in the library. I have become an expert in many things medicine, energy, art, genetics, the universe. But the problem is whatever fields were in were focused on them, were good at what we do I can say some of us are even brilliant, at least that's what my NASA buddies have said, and they are right. I believe for advance discoveries you need a bit of abstract knowledge. This is the system I created, I have got to warn you, if you like knowledge you are going to love this. Go to the library, go to non fiction don't pick something you want make an abstract choice, 3 aisles over second bookcase in aisle , third shelf from the bottom. You may find yourself on a section of Presidential letters, or aboriginal tattoos, just so long as you are out side you field of expertise. If you don't like where your at do it over but do not choose the catogory. Look at the books and pick up 7 of them on the subject you will go over, take them home and look through all of them every page. If you find one interesting read it if not put it with the others you are going to take back library do this a few times or on a regular basis and you will come up with stuff you would have never dreamed of. The Power of Abstract thought.